Sinners Just the Same

someone once told me that shooting stars are nothing more than angels throwing away their cigarettes before god could catch them. lambs for slaughter, we're waiting for just another smoke-filled lobby inhabited with sinners just the same as you and me.

Irreverant, but funny! I like this. I may not agree, but its a thought, and a plithy one, at that. It gave angles the feel of naughty teens and kinda made me think of "The Trouble With Angles" (really good movie.) I enjoyed this! Nice work!

I must say, I have honestly never read anything like this before—and I love that! Am I correct in thinking that you are comparing heaven to a “smoke filled lobby”? If so, you are very creative! It is too easy to become cliché with poems like this, but you were able to remain unique and relevant. Great work!

This is SO pretty. To me, I don't know, it meant that heaven might not be as perfect as we expect, or.....whatever the meaning (I'm thinking its a little more than that) I really liked this, and the metaphor was so well done. 5/5 :)

I disagree with OldYoungOne; I think that you only need a thought, no matter how incomplete, to spin off a poem from it. And this thought was SO FUNNY. I'd never quite pictured that before :D Awesome job, and congrats again on the Editor's Choice!

I've considered adding more to it, but I can't seem to find a way to extend the thought without being reduntant. I've also considering making it a series of short poems along the same lines.
Thank you for the feedback!

Wow. Such a short poem, but so much said inside it. I loved the beginning, but the ending was what got me. I was like "oh wow! Wait what?" Great job, this poem is a good conversation starter as well as something just to get you thinking. Loved it.